Yesterday in church, when our pastor spoke in remembrance of those who gave their lives in service to their country, my husband, a US Marine Corps combat veteran of the war in Vietnam, bowed his head and shook with sobs.
I wanted to write a post for Memorial Day, but I can’t find the words to express what I am feeling so intensely. So I am reblogging Elihu’s wonderful post.
In a larger sense, we cannot dedicate, we cannot consecrate, we cannot hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here.
It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us — that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion — that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain — that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom —…
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